Chapter 270: Chapter 270: Let’s Call Each Other Sisters from Now On
Because all the won who fall for Matthew Saxon end up being heartlessly discarded by him, have they foreseen that they will also be abandoned in the future?
She pretended not to see anything, curled her lips, and said with a smile, "So, does that an won who fall for Young Master Simmons have it a lot better?"
Knox Simmons chuckled, "I never have the heart to hurt beautiful won. Everyone gets together willingly, and separating is always a happy parting. Tell , with a lover like , why do those won end up taking a large sum of money from
and then throw themselves into his arms, going crazy for him?"
He touched his face, grumbling, "Am I still not better than that cold, heartless guy?"
Those seductive, slender Peach Blossom Eyes were filled with dissatisfied accusations, as if they were brimming with tears. If he weren’t a man, he would certainly be quite the picture of frail beauty right now.
Although this face was attractive, Scarlett Yates never had much fondness for this kind of feminine beauty.
She couldn’t help but take a jab at him, "I think I might know why they do that."
Knox’s eyes fixed on her eagerly, "You know?"
Scarlett squinted, scrutinized his face for a mont, and mocked, "It’s probably because looking at a face that resembles a woman’s gives the feeling of staring at the sa sex, so..."
"Young Master Simmons, I hope what I said didn’t hurt your ego?"
Knox’s expression turned rigid.
After a long pause, he finally twitched his lips and asked, "Do you feel the sa way when you’re with ?"
Scarlett nodded without hesitation, "Young Master Simmons, actually, the first ti I saw you, I thought you looked really familiar."
This was a line he had once used to strike up a conversation with her.
Knox was montarily stunned, and after thinking carefully, since they hadn’t t before, he couldn’t help but ask, "Oh? Do I look like soone you know?"
Scarlett nodded earnestly, "Yes, Young Master Simmons resembles the school belle from my high school days."
School belle?
Isn’t a school belle supposed to be a woman?
Knox’s face beca even more unsightly. He always prided himself on his unmatched charm; he never expected to be seen as a woman.
To him, this was a monuntal humiliation.
Just as his face turned livid with anger, a thought suddenly struck his mind.
The Simmons Family’s young master suddenly smiled again, his expression changing as quickly as the weather.
He concealed the gleam in his eyes and wore a gentle smile on his lips, "Scarlett, do I really look like that school belle?"
"Yes, very much."
"So, in your eyes, I’m no different from a woman?"
Scarlett only wanted to get rid of him, thinking that after such a blow, he wouldn’t cling to her anymore, so she nodded again, "Exactly."
Knox curved his lips into a smile, slapped the table with a "pop!
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